Monday, March 3
is it understanding? or icy distance?
is it freedom? or pure nonchalance?
is it forgiveness? or numbness, no longer caring to bother?
once again, questions of unworthiness arise from an abyss long forgotten, or more likely, stewing silently below the surface, purposeful ignorance the only wall between anguish and tears..
all he wanted to say was 'i love you',all she wanted to say was 'i know'.but she couldn't find the words. the message he sent, it was meant for her, in more ways than one.. if only he knew, she was the one who always came out saying the wrong things..once again she wonders, about her place in his life, wondering, if she was ever worth his love..